The city has taken steps to prevent the curious and the desperate from going into the elevators, including piling rocks against the doors and windows.
I like to imagine this as an old-timey radio microphone.
Looking from abandoned to active. The end of Dock 6 often has a crane and some shacks on it, as the chutes aren’t used anymore. Instead, conveyors are installed on the land-side of the dock that fill docked vessels, making the end of the dock little more than a breakwater and a place to park repair and recovery equipment.
Small rooms in the basement of the asylum were seemingly too tiny to be used, even for storage.
A 5-minute exposure of the tunnel and stars, and even some of Duluth’s city lights bouncing off the clouds. A single off-camera flash in the tunnel gives the effect of an oncoming train.
This roof hasn’t budged under the weight of snow, instead it just filters-through the light onto the floor.
The incinerator’s hardened steel door… useless, but still sexy in a heavy-industrial kind of way.
2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
Looking through Workhouse A from the top of a silo.